Amaris: *Scoffing You are aware that I'm not interested? Aren't you?
Suri: She was, um, just kind of not there. When Sang lifted the blanket. *Biting her lip and lowering her voice I don't think Fuchsia, uh, looked. At the spot yet. You don't... does that mean she's alive?
Amaris: The blood on the floor would suggest otherwise. *She stifled another bout of laughter But considering Sang is still walking, talking, and breathing after what happened to him, I wouldn't be surprised if she were.
*The brunet entered the bedroom, hearing the others yelling over something. Hopefully it wasn't Sang groping Seok, or the other way around, or anything like that.
*He frowned. Sang's powers were f•cking annoying. And maybe the white haired man lying on the bed-- breathing heavily and covering his flushed face-- would agree.
Fuchsia: Hey. *He waited for Trenton to look at him, which was probably a terrible mistake since the doctor's eyes slowly began to trail down his body My eyes are up here.
Trenton: *Looking away I apologize. I just, I'm not feeling like myself at the moment.
Fuchsia: Yeah, no duh. *He scoffed, before nodding towards the bathroom Come on. Let's get you in the shower.
Fuchsia: It's not like that!